Chapter 2535

When Maxim was just the principal of the busbarton School of witchcraft and Wizardry, Furong was her favorite student.

Among them, there may be the reason why Furong has a predictable future, and even the potential reason why she still has some favor for "the same kind" unconsciously. But more, I believe that maxim, as a teacher, always cares and cares for the students he teaches.

Because maxim at that time was far from the "grand" vision now, the highest and farthest goal she could see was probably to accumulate capital through continuous hard work in the position of President busbarton, and finally win a seat at the long conference table in the headquarters building of the International Federation of wizards at the end of her term of office!

Perhaps it is the new representative of the French Federation, or, more likely, an honorary member of Parliament in the name of the Federation's certified outstanding contemporary wizards - after all, the work of the principals of the three major European magic schools itself is relatively easier to obtain the Merlin Order Medal.

But now, she has crossed the original goal of her own life or will strive for it, and directly took the position of president of the Federation.

When her position and height are different, the scenery she sees will be different.

Therefore, when Maxim saw Furong coming out from behind the crowd, her expression just moved slightly, and she soon recovered to her previous posture.

"Madam, what happened? Why did you come all of a sudden? We didn't even know you were coming..."

Aware that bill was in poor condition and maxim was not quite right, Furong hurried forward. With a quarter of Meiwa's blood, she was still beautiful even though she squeezed out a slightly reluctant polite smile between haste and worry.

"Oh, no way, honey, because this trip needs a certain degree of confidentiality."

Mrs. Maxim was calm and calm. After smiling at hibiscus, she stopped looking at her and focused on bill again.

"Mr. Weasley... Well, there's still a little time, so... Won't you invite me in for a cup of tea?"

"Well, of course, madam!"

Bill was slightly stunned when he heard the speech. Then he turned sideways and invited the other party and the group behind him to the direction of the camp. Although he also felt that today's Maxim's posture was slightly subtle from the other party's words and expression, it was indeed impolite to just stand on the dock and speak.

You know, since the establishment of this front-line camp, Maxim and the Federation have provided them with a lot of resources and facilities!

Hibiscus looked at the back of Mrs. maxim, who was obviously estranged from the past, and her beautiful eyebrows could not help but wrinkle slightly. She hesitated in place and immediately followed up with the greeting again.

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"... yes, since Germany was occupied by the army of corpses, the situation on the second battlefield has changed again and again for one reason or another. At present, the defense line on the German French border is supported by the army led by the brova family. According to the latest intelligence, the war situation there is very fierce, and our investigation team can't even get close to the core battlefield. In addition, it is close to the wave LAN's eastern front... "

In the central tent of the camp, Mrs. Maxim was sitting opposite bill across the sand table. What she talks about is naturally the second battlefield in Europe.

Just to be honest, although her every word is closely related to the key of the current war situation, it seems that she is seriously and seriously discussing the strategic war situation with bill, but in fact, she is almost talking nonsense. Because these things she said now have been sent to Bill's desk with the daily routine information exchange. Bill saw them last night and even demonstrated a series of views and follow-up planning process with a group of subordinates.

However, since maxim is talking, everyone on the scene can only listen for the moment - after all, she is the president of the Federation, not to mention, after that, she obviously has a point.

"Garrison, Mrs. maxim, what's going on today?"

At present, in addition to maxim and bill, the head of the camp, there are also their own hands. At this time, a witch on Bill's side, like others, seemed to find the atmosphere vaguely strange, and couldn't help dragging another witch beside him.

Her friend Miss garrison was originally an expatriate sent by the Federation to assist bill. Although she had less contact with the headquarters after working in Granger camp, she was still an employee of the international wizard Federation.

Listening to this like-minded British Witch of the same age who he met in the camp, garrison shook his head and said:

"Mrs. maxim is the new president. I'm not familiar with her at all! I just heard her say when I communicated with my colleagues in the headquarters these days. Although the new president has strong working ability and is a doer, she can see from some general decisions that she seems a little too eager for quick success and instant benefits... Of course, I just heard what my colleagues said. I'm proud of myself I don't know! "

"Alas, the more you hear it, the more you feel that she's not good today!" the witch whispered with her eyes empty. "You saw just now that we didn't know anything about such a large fleet from its departure to its arrival! This is absolutely... Wrong."

"I said it was just the gossip I chatted with my old colleagues. Don't take it seriously!" garrison elbowed her and motioned her not to talk, but the expression on her face was dignified.

Both Garrison and the British witch are volunteers who voluntarily signed their names and came to the front-line camp. They have worked with bill in Granger camp for a long time. Even garrison, who still belongs to the Federation in name, is now more inclined to Granger camp and bill, the general director of the camp.

Compared with Mrs. maxim, who is not close at all, she is even more familiar with bill, who works together almost every day.

But of course, it doesn't matter what the little sisters in the camp staff think at the moment. What matters is that they are standing next to them at the moment and happened to hear the idea of Furong who talked in a low voice.

"... professor."

She crossed her shoulders and silently looked at Mrs. Maxim's side face, which seemed to have become both familiar and strange. She couldn't help murmuring at the bottom of her heart.